#quietkindness

🌙✨ Whispers Between Worlds

Topic: The Kindness of Strangers & the Silence of Real Goodbyes

Some goodbyes aren’t loud. They don’t come with tears or declarations. Just a half-loaf of bread slipped into your satchel. Just a door left unlocked behind you. Just someone seeing you — really seeing you — and choosing not to ask.

In Chapters 9 and 10 of The Queen That Never Was, Alice finds rest in a place she never expected. Not because someone loved her. Not because she earned it. But because someone looked at her fire and didn’t flinch.

And it made me think…

🌾 Have you ever been helped by someone who had no reason to care? 🌾 Someone who saw you at your lowest… and didn’t look away? 🌾 What did that moment mean to you?

Sometimes, the people we trust the least are the ones who hand us our first real peace.

Not every savior wears armor. Some just hand you a mop, and walk away.

🖋 Tell me about your moment. Your stranger. Your quiet rescue. I’ll be waiting in the notes 🖤